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"Gadzooks! I thought something was coming on; for when I looked at the weather-glass an hour ago, it had sunk lower than I ever remember it. Easily. As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. "What is a sing-song girl?" she asked. ” “Shirts?” “Shirts at one—and—something a dozen. " "You can give me a little of his history, can't you? Something about his people?" "Oh, his folks were all right. “My husband knows all. ” He relapsed into a stony silence. ‘Certainly you may have me under guard.
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